I am afraid of the dark. Not just afraid. Terrified. Being in the dark room makes me feel like someone put a pillow over my face and is suffocating me. Not that anyone has ever done that to me, but how I IMAGINE it would feel.
I can not pull the covers over my head either. Nope. Never. I must always have cool air on my face and be able to see a light. Because of this, there is always a light on in my house. Always. 24/7. I found one of those gazillion hour light bulbs to keep in a lamp that never turns off. I replace the lamp about once a year because it burns out. The bulb? Still going strong year two.
I am a firm believer that this irrational fear is directly linked to the little claustrophobia problem. Little? Ha ha! I have NOT seen some of the greatest sights in the US and Italy because of that one. I didn’t climb to the top of the Duomo in Florence. I climbed 21 steps. Then I froze. Then three people saw to it I got back down. The kind people who were working put me in a chair with water and a towel. I sent my camera up with my friend, waited for the anxiety to clear, and sat outside in the square for two hours.
I had to be physically lifted onto an overnight train from Milan to Paris. It was a sleeper car, and it was full. I refused to get on. I couldn’t. I couldn’t breath on the platform, I would for sure suffocate in the car! One bottle of wine later, I was tucked into a bed with a window cracked and light shining from the hallway.
Air, light, and wide open spaces. Necessities in my life!
So when I needed to come up with a “spooky” theme for an Instagram challenge, I chose the dark. It was easier visually to show 🙂
What are your irrational fears?